"So, I may have vandalized a celebrity's property..." (O/O Closed)

X is a teen pop sensation, and Y is a rebel street artist. One night Y is out with their skateboard and spray cans painting the town with a hood up and a smile on their face. They come up to a blank wall and decide to dish out some of their best work- until they get caught by X, who is upset at this. Y runs off into the night leaving behind everything but themself, leaving X to take a good look at the unfinished product on the side of their building. Now X wants to track down the misfit Y to get a look at some of their other art.

(We'll see if anyone joins lol)

So! There's the prompt, and I would just like to let you know, I would be Y. Because I need to flesh out one of my under developed girls Connie Hope. I have a few things before I start with you asking.

Requirements

• I would like to keep this PG-13. Meaning low on steamy stuff please!
• I honestly wanna try something a little different, here's a shocker- no romance? Maybe. If you would like it, I'd prefer if you played a male character!
• Read these rules. Lol
• andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)'s rules!
• No one liners, to your best extent. I really don't like doing one to two line responses, but sometimes people don't give me much to work with.
• Please tell me if you aren't able/wanting to continue. If you just aren't catching the vibe, I totally understand. Just let me know so I can open it back up!

That's all! No writing samples needed, you can ask for one from me though if you'd like!
I'll wait to post a template until someone is actually joining.

(This is the only time I'm going to bump it- just because I don't care That much about it-)

(Would you wanna do it?)

(Alright sweet! Sorry I didn’t see your reply sooner, it was getting late and I had to go oof.)(I’ll post the template in a bit, because I have to go again.)

(Ack, can’t post it yet, but I’m about to leave so I’ll be home soon!)

~Must Fill out~
First Name:
Middle Name:
Last Name:
Age:
Gender:
Species:
Power:
Personality:
~Looks~
Hair:
Face:
Body:
Clothing:
~Extra~
Favorites:
Least Favorites:
Hobbies/Talents:
Weakness:
Strength:
Family:

(Sorry it took so long!)

~Must Fill out~
First Name: Connie
Middle Name: N/A
Last Name: Hope
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Species: Human, American
Power: N/A
Personality: Classy, and artistic. She's a deep thinker, and won't commit to anything without thinking over it at least two times. She's not rash, or impulsive.
~Looks~
Hair: Black curly hair with colored highlights, reaching about her mid chest area, pinned up on the sides most the time, or under a baseball cap.
Face: She had a pale skin tone, and cloudy blue eyes. She has full lips, and a clear face. Her face is squared, and got a strong jaw line with full cheeks.
Body: She is 5'9'', a spoon shaped figure, with a medium bust and little curve. A tattoo under her collarbone to the left, and another on the center back.
Clothing: This lol
~Extra~
Favorites: Her freedom, bright colors, large crowds, concerts
Least Favorites: Control freaks, clubs, sports
Hobbies/Talents: Violin, spray paint, boxing, rapping, acting
Weakness: Her overthinking can cause problems, if she was wrong about something she will doubt herself.
Strength: Her confidence is probably way out of range, but she uses it to her advantage.
Family: She has both her parents, (mom and dad), they both get along, but she doesn't care for them much. They're clingy and control freaks over her life. Her brother Duncan is a pianist, and a well kept character. Her sister Rachel is the unique one in the family, being the only blonde she sticks out in a crowd.
Other: She has a New York accent.

(I was told to get off the internet- Oof)

(It’s okie! I still have to finish mine oof-)

(Ok done!)

(:3 I like your girl too! Do we have anything before we start?)

(Heh, yeah Okie, I have to go actually, but I'll be back sooner then you. So it will be waiting for you!)

"Come on Connie, do you really have to do this?" Her best friend asked over the phone. Connie laughed loudly, holding the phone with her shoulder. "Of course I do! What else do you expect of me? I got a new idea, and I've been dying for weeks to put it up!" She exclaimed shaking up the spray can. "It's really wicked, and I found the perfect space." She tried to reason. A sigh was heard on the other end, and muffled talking. "Well, Raven says hi, and hopes you don't get caught." Connie smirked at her friend's response. "And what do you say?" She asked knocking the lid off. "I'm not helping you if you get caught. Please be careful." She pleaded over the line. Connie sighed. "Fine, I'll try to be." She said pulling the phone away and hanging up, and tucking it in her pocket.

“Alright Connie, we gotta make this good. But quick.” She told herself pulling up a bandanna over her nose. She shook up the can, and started spraying the outlines of her design. It was nothing fancy, but it was really unique. That’s for sure. The outlines were in yellow paint, and she tossed the can aside.

Connie steppes back from her work in progress. “Almost done, just a little bit more.” She mumbled pulling the bandana down to breath some. Connie picked her phone up and snapped a picture, texting her friend from earlier. “Maybe she’ll think it was worth it after all?” She hummed yawning.

Connie looked at the woman in shock, that was Emma Garcia. The Emma Garcia. Connie couldn’t believe it, but she didn’t have time to waste. So she stood up, grabbed her bag and bolted. She had nothing else to do, she wasn’t about to get caught and like, arrested or something. Heck no! She was an independent, free spirit. She wasn’t going to stop.

Connie's heart was racing. She had left her phone and bag at the scene of the "crime" and now she was screwed. She didn't have anywhere to go, her wallet for bus fair was also in there. So now she had to either keep running, or just walk home. "I should've known better- that was Emma Garcia!" She exclaimed, mostly to herself. "The Emma Garcia, and her property! What have I done!?"